


Loss, and the Dire Mistakes of One Determined Princess

by PrincessMekaBunny



Category: Fire Emblem Heroes, Fire Emblem Series, Fire Emblem: The Sacred Stones
Genre: Angst, Based off of the new Halloween alts, Gen, Horror, Mad Scientist L'Arachel, Mentions and References to Other Characters, Monster Dozla, Specifically Rennac Ephraim Myrrh Marth and Elice, Tragedy, no beta we die like men, tw: animal death, tw: brief mentions of sewing a corpse
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2019-10-11
Updated: 2019-10-11
Packaged: 2020-12-09 01:02:41
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Major Character Death
Chapters: 1
Words: 5,659
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20986229
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/PrincessMekaBunny/pseuds/PrincessMekaBunny
Summary: When her beloved retainer fell in battle, one brave princess goes on a journey to do the impossible; find a way to bring back the dead. Her trials prove difficult but she is determined to overcome them, no matter the cost.





	Loss, and the Dire Mistakes of One Determined Princess

**Author's Note:**

> Hi there everyone~
> 
> I wrote this as soon as the new Halloween alts were released because I was so excited L'Arachel finally got an alt, especially for my favourite holiday too~  
I'm quite proud of the way this turned out so I hope you like it as much as I do <3
> 
> Many thanks to DarkieDucessa too for helping with posting this fic~

The Aum Staff.

Legend has it this almighty weapon has the power to resurrect the dead. In times of war, it is a highly sought-after artifact but none have ever come close to finding it. Those that are foolish enough to search merely waste precious time and resources, only to come out empty-handed.

Some say it is merely just a legend, that it never existed in the first place. But there are some that refuse to accept that. This tale is of one princess who refused to give up hope and found herself slipping into the darkness as a result.

***

War.

One may think that once they step up onto the battlefield that they are able to handle anything that comes their way. They fool themselves into believing that they are strong enough to brave whatever challenges they may face. They fight with all of their might and believe in their power, knowledge, and experience. Little does one realize that the enemy holds the same ideals as them and sometimes, those ideals are stronger than their own. And what happens when that comes to pass?

Reality bites them in the face.

For one young princess, her pride became her own downfall and cost her more than she expected.

With her trusty steed, she charged into battle with a cheerful grin on her face and a tome firmly in her hands. One by one, the enemy fell to her magical capabilities. One would think she was an unstoppable machine, but little did she realize is that she was being led right into an ambush.

She found herself surrounded with little means of escape. The enemy commander gloated to the beautiful heroine how he had won and it would cost her her life. Little did the commander know, she had one last trick up her sleeve. With one last incantation, she used up the rest of her magical energy and released a destructive blow that eliminated all the enemies. All, except for the commander.

She was exhausted, barely able to move. She was at the commander’s mercy. With his sword raised in the air, he charged at her. She commanded her trust steed to move, but the horse’s reaction time was enough. She gazed up into the sky, the sun glistening off of the tip of the blade, and she prepared herself for the worst.

And then it happened. The worst came, but it wasn’t what she expected it to be.

She heard a clang and realized her retainer had come to her aid. She was relieved and cheered in delight! But that was short lived as the enemy was swifter than the retainer. With one almighty stab at one inopportune moment, the blade pierced the man’s flesh right where his heart was.

The princess gazed upon in horror as she watched the reality unfold before her. She could only watch helplessly as blood came coughing up from his mouth. With his final act of strength, he slapped the horse on the bottom which caused it to run away and carry a wailing and distressed princess with it. He gave her one final smile before dropping down to the ground in front of the laughing maniac.

***

Reinforcements arrived and dealt with the commander. The princess was among them but paid no mind to the battle at hand. Instead, she took the corpse of her beloved retainer and held him in his arms, weeping over his body. Many came to her side to offer their condolences but none of which eased the pain she felt deep within her heart.

***

Days passed and the princess still grieved. Her allies tried their best to comfort her in her darkest moments. They relayed their stories of loved ones fallen in battle and how they wish things would have been different for them as well. Those words, however, fell upon deaf ears. She blamed herself for her retainer’s death. If she hadn’t been so careless, if she had fought alongside others rather than charge in on her own, perhaps he would still be breathing to this very day.

To her, he was more than just a retainer as well. He was more like a father-figure. He always looked out for her, ever since she was young and alone. He would always go out of his way to make sure she was happy, whether it was sharing some of his food when she was still hungry after her own meal or giving her some of his clothing when she was cold. He would always follow her without hesitation whenever she would run off on her adventures and perform heroics.

And now, he was gone. She thought when she fought alongside the royal twins that she would be prepared for anything, but she wasn’t prepared for this. Not by a long shot.

She didn’t have a chance to tell him how much he meant to her, how much he made her happy, and she could never repay his kindness either.

Then, a memory flashed in her mind. Her Uncle told her of a Legendary artifact; a treasure that belong to no country in all of Magvel: The Aum Staff. He read to her about its effects from a tome that contained records of various weapons, tomes, and staves of legend. However, the Aum Staff was one that particularly appealed to her, as she was training in the ways of healing magic at the time. She remembered asking her Uncle if she could wield it one day and he merely replied with, “Hopefully, you won’t have to.”

That unfortunate day sadly has come, and she knew what she needed to do.

***

Once the war was over with the Demon King, she set out on a new journey. One would call her a fool, one would call her mad for what she was doing, but she had her mind set. She wouldn’t willingly accept his death without at least trying to do something about it. Thus, with her retainer’s corpse securely tucked inside a bag, she set off to find the Aum Staff.

Her journey took her across all of the various cities in the continent of Magvel. She talked to everyone she could, read as many books as she could, trying to find any information about the whereabouts of the Aum Staff. Alas, her results turned up dry. But she wasn’t willing to give up just yet. No, she decided to spread her reaches across the other continents.

With her status and the various riches at her disposal, she found ease cooperating with the other continents on her search.

Eventually, with help from a lonely historian who kept original records from the past, she finally found a lead on the Aum Staff!

… At least, that’s what she thought.

Her hands began to tremble and tears streamed from her eyes when she read the passages in the old text. As it turned out, the Aum Staff was more than just a legend. It was once wielded by the princess of the Altea in the past. However, during the War of Shadows, the young prince of Altea lost his life trying to slay the Shadow Dragon. The princess, refusing to accept her brother’s death, revived him with the Aum Staff. In the process, it shattered and was never to be seen again.

Historians changed these events as time went on to make the prince appear more heroic in the people’s eyes. They believed that if word got out that he once fell in battle, it would tarnish the legacy he built for his people. The title of Hero King that’s used to inspire the people wouldn’t have as much influence as it would if he was all successful. That’s why the Aum Staff became something of a legend. Its existence was known, but no one knew of its true fate and that is why they all failed in the quest.

The princess, refusing to accept what she read as fact, continued to read through as much as she could. She needed to try and find anything she could. But alas, nothing in the records would help her. It was mentioned time and time again that the Aum Staff was designed for a singular use only. The staff was created on accident and no more were ever made to prevent others from misusing its power. The creator took the secret of its creation to their grave and erased their name from history as well.

That was it. The princess’s journey was finally at the end, but with nothing to show for it. She was at a loss of words. Not once did she give up hope or doubt that she wouldn’t find the Aum Staff. She believed in herself until that very moment when the reality struck her. Now, she had no idea what to do.

It took some soul searching, but eventually she decided she wouldn’t give up just yet. Someone found out a way to create the Aum Staff in the first place after all. If it could be done, it could be done again! Or perhaps there was some other method that someone discovered that could revive the dead. She refused to believe that they were the only one that unlocked the secrets of revival, and she was determined to be the next one to do so!

After many months of searching and travelling, she finally found a lead that renewed her hope. In a continent bordering the one she was previously in; she came across some ruins. Deep within these ruins was a spring. The ancient text on the walls said that “He who bathes in the spring eternal shall find life renewed.”

She was overjoyed with delight upon reading these words. Finally, after everything she had worked for, it was beginning to pay off!

Upon further inspection of this spring, she was horrified to find that it had dried up. There wasn’t a drop in sight. She frantically investigated the area, thinking that there was some sort of switch or trigger she would have to activate to make the water pour out. Alas, there was nothing of the sort.

She destroyed the walls of the ruins, desperately hoping that the water was just jammed or trapped within the walls or something and it would come flowing down. Unfortunately, the walls were as bone dry as the spring.

The princess cried out in distress once more. She refused to give up hope and was determined to keep going on her search, but she couldn’t help but feel frustrated with the way everything was turning out.

Fortunately, before she left the ruins, she found an inscription amongst the rubble, one that would’ve been hidden if she didn’t destroy the walls. She pieced all of the scattered remains of the inscription together and got a message that read “The spring flows in two directions. Seek the other half.”

During her travels, she read that the continent was once split into two, which was probably what the inscription was referring to.

With a renewed hope, she continued forth in her quest to find the other spring.

***

The princess rejoiced with glee when she finally found the ruins she was looking for. With her trust steed, she raced in and ran all around, trying to find the spring. Not before long, she found herself face to face with what she was looking for. She ran up to it, and felt her heart sink once more when the spring was dried up. However, this was not a fruitless endeavour. No, instead, there was a tiny gold mine for her!

In the very corners of the spring were a few water droplets that hadn’t disappeared yet. It wasn’t enough to bathe her retainer in, but she quickly realized that if she got the water droplets analyzed by someone who was even more attuned to magic than her, they could reproduce the water so it would be enough!

She quickly took an empty flask from her supplies and carefully scooped up the water into it. She shook it around slightly, confirming that the contents were securely inside.

She let out a sigh of relief. For once since this journey began, she felt like she made progress. All of her effort wasn’t amounting to nothing. She looked at the sack where her retainer was being kept in and smiled at him. “It won’t be long now.”

***

The princess learned the hard way that not everyone was meant to be trusted. She found a potion maker in another continent that she felt would be able to help her. As soon as she handed over the contents for him to examine, he fled with the flask causing her to give chase. She eventually managed to find him and take back her contents but the man merely laughed in wake of his defeat. He told the princess that the flask’s contents were extremely valuable. Even just those few drops would make anyone a fortune. After all, the potential to revive the dead would be desirable to almost anyone.

The princess knocked him out cold by hitting him with his staff before leaving him be. She examined the flask carefully and pondered his words. She hated to admit it but he was right. In her hands she held such power that anyone could find a use for. She had to be careful who knew about it or else risk losing the only bit of progress she’s made thus far.

She thought long and hard and she determined that she would be the one who would unlock the secrets of the droplets. After all, she was a strong and independent princess who could do anything she set her mind to. She’d been alone in this journey thus far and she felt that she could take on the last few steps on her own.

***

The princess finally returned back to her homeland and locked herself away in her castle’s basement, much to the concern of her Uncle. It didn’t take him long to visit the princess in her new quarters and ask what she was up to.

He noticed that there were tomes and glass vials scattered everywhere. After examining some of the books, he realized that they were ones from foreign lands. Upon questioning the princess, he realized her motives. She was going to use the knowledge from all of the lands she’s visited to recreate as much of the water as she could.

At first, he was concerned. When she first told him, she was setting off on an adventure to find the Aum Staff, he was supportive but also concerned about the path she was treading down. He didn’t wish to see her consumed by her ambition and seeing all of these books only added to that concern. However, he also saw how determined she was and how dedicated she was to this. He elected to leave her to her studies, placing faith that she knew what she was doing and wouldn’t lose her way.

***

The princess spent months toiling away in her studies. There was so much information to process and so many practices she could do, but she had to pick and choose which experiments to perform carefully. She had a limited supply of the spring water after all. If she failed in any of the experiments and wasted the water then everything she amounted to would be for nothing.

As she worked away, she began to neglect other important things around her. Her clothes became so worn down that she had to go out temporarily and don a new outfit that she felt would be durable for long periods of time and suitable for experiments as well.

During her travels she would use her healing magic to refresh the cells of her retainer’s body so it wouldn’t wither away. But she neglected to do so as she was studying and the smell of the rotting corpse became noticeable to her. She used her magic as best as she could to repair the rotting tissue but alas, all she could do was take away the stench. Instead, to keep him in pristine condition, she decided to use her sewing skills and force the rotting flesh back together with the help of a needle and some string. It didn’t look as good as it did before, but it was good enough for her and with any hope, it would be good enough for him too.

Her horse passed away too due to neglect. She only noticed when the smell of a rotting corpse filled the room and realized it wasn’t coming from her retainer.

When she realized the error of her ways, she began breaking down. She had already lost her retainer but now her loyal steed as well? She was at fault for both of them, but this fault only drove her ambition further. If she succeeded in replicating the water, then she could revive her horse as well. She could bring back the two souls she loved the most. But she had to be more careful from now on.

She quickly sewed up the rotting flesh of the horse and returned back to her studies, carefully planning out her days from then on to make sure she wouldn’t neglect anything anymore.

***

It took several months but she felt she finally made a breakthrough. She finally managed to combine what she felt was the right combination of herbs with the water to create water that mimicked the effects of the spring water.

She tested it first on her horse, spreading vials of it across the horse’s head and body. She began massaging all of the wet areas to make sure it would get soaked in and not drip off.

She waited with anticipation, to see if her experiment was a success. Her heart was beating rapidly, eagerly awaiting the results. After a few minutes, the horse’s eye slowly opened up. It quickly closed once more then opened up again.

Normally, the princess would cheer with delight that her experiment was a success. Instead, she began crying. All of the stress and fatigue was finally getting to her, but more than anything, she felt guilty. She began apologizing to her steed, repeating the same words over and over again. The steed, sensing the guilt deep down within her, rose to its feet and began licking her cheek, as if it was accepting her apology.

She grabbed the horse’s head and began nuzzling it, returning the sign of affection as she continued to cry. She was so relieved, for so many things. She was expecting the horse to hate her for her neglect. She was expecting the experiment to fail. She was expecting so many things but luckily, none of them came to pass.

After giving her horse some treats to make up for her misdeeds, she went back to her studies and began recreating more of her revival water, but for her retainer this time. It took a couple of weeks to get all of the materials to make enough water for him, but she was finally ready to revive him. She made a bunch of extra water for him to bathe in since he had been dead for a lot longer than her horse was. She figured that it would need to be stronger in order for it to work properly.

Using all of her might, she lifted her retainer into the trough where she stored the water for him and dunked him in. She waited eagerly for the results, and not before long, he rose up from the water and groaned.

She jumped up and down in delight, seeing her retainer was finally alive once more. She immediately raced in and gave him a big hug as tears streamed down her eyes once more. She began lamenting her feelings to him, telling him everything she wanted to tell him when he was alive. She also apologized too for her recklessness on the battlefield which led to his death.

But her feelings were met with silence. He did not move or make a sound to anything. After a while, she let go of her grasp and examined him. Much to her horror, there was something different about him, something different from her horse. The most noticeable thing was the lack of pupils in his eyes.

She called out to him, trying to snap him out of whatever trance he was in. All that she was met with was more groans. She tried calling out to him once more and wave her hand in front of his face, trying to make him focus on her, but she was only met with the same result.

Eventually, he rose up and began walking forward. As soon as he hit the wall, he put his arms up and pushed himself through, destroying it in the process. The princess could only watch with horror, being confused by what had just happened. Then, a realization hit her and she began breaking down.

This isn’t what she wanted. She wanted her retainer back. She didn’t want what seemed to be this mindless… monster! She didn’t know what she did wrong, she thought she did everything right. But… she played god and now this was her punishment for it. Her hopes had been built up thanks to her horse but now she was shattered.

She laid on the floor, crying her eyes out. She regretted everything she’s done up to this point. She realized now that she should’ve accepted his death, like what her friends told her. They lost people too but they were strong enough to overcome it and the pain they felt as well. She just wanted to do all she could to pay him back for everything he’d done for her. He risked his life for her so she thought she’d give him his life back to show her gratitude. But the life she had given him isn’t much of a life at all.

With a deep breath she cried out, “I JUST WANTED MY FATHER BACK!!!”

***

The creature stumbled his way through the castle, finding his way to the castle grounds. A couple of guards took note of him and raised their lances against him, but trembled in terror at the sight. They told him to back off but he ignored their words and continued forth.

He mumbled, “Must protect.” as he made his advance. The guards, when he was close enough, finally struck him with their lances which made him pause for a second. They aimed for vital areas that would kill anyone on sight out of fear. However, the creature stumbled forward as if the attacks didn’t even phase him and continued to moan.

The guards began to scream and run away, calling for help as the creature continued forth in his path.

***

The princess’s uncle ran down to the basement and saw his niece crying on the floor. His immediate instinct was to comfort her but he had to shove that aside and get an assessment on the situation for the sake of his people.

“I… I did it Uncle…” the princess said in a dreary and defeated tone. “I finally revived him… but it’s not him…”

The uncle was once again torn between comforting his niece and his official duties. He chose to relay the situation to her and see how she would react. When she heard that he was saying “Must protect” she realized what that could mean. She immediately jumped on her horse and rode off in pursuit of the monster, following his path of destruction. She told her uncle to call off any soldiers and to trust her.

The uncle just watched and held his head, questioning what was going on in his niece’s head.

***

The battle that took place between the royal twin's army and the enemy army, where the retainer lost his life, was not too far from the princess's castle. That was where the monster was heading. It was returning to the last point it remembered to accomplish its mission: To protect the princess.

The monster, after regaining more mobility in its limbs, was surprisingly fast for someone who had just returned to life. It was as if any limit the human brain put on the body was lifted. Any pain or exhaustion didn’t even phase the creature. It was as if it didn’t even need energy to function.

Luckily, that same effect also worked to the princess’s favour. The horse was swifter than it was before, and it didn’t take long for them to catch up to the creature. However, there was nothing they could do stop it. It had a one-track mind and wouldn’t let anyone or anything stop it in its path. All the princess could do was wait and see if returning to the battlefield would cause the creature to come to its senses.

Unfortunately for the three of them, there was an army of soldiers waiting up ahead. One of the royal twins of the neighbouring kingdom was travelling between countries on a goodwill mission with a handful of soldiers. She would’ve gone alone if it wasn’t for her retainer insisting that she take a small handful as bodyguards. They heard something coming from the distance and decided to wait and see what it was before advancing.

Eventually, the creature made himself known to the army which spooked all of the horses and made the soldiers panic. The other princess, on the other hand, took one careful look at the soldier and questioned his identity.

“DON’T HURT HIM! PLEASE!” the princess cried out as she emerged from the forest, taking the other princess by surprise. She quickly summarized the situation and begged the other princess to hold her army.

The other princess was a bit confused and seeing the living corpse of their ally made her feel a bit sick, but she placed the utmost faith that her friend knew what she was doing and told her army to halt.

The princess was thankful for her friend’s decision and approached the creature. She took his hand and began talking sweetly to him, telling him that she was safe and he didn’t need to worry.

However, the creature wasn’t listening. He stared at the army before him with a blank expression on his face, but anger filled him up inside. He didn’t have the sense yet to separate friend from foe and only saw the army as a threat to his mission.

He roared as he charged at the army with murderous intent. The soldiers on the opposite side were unsure what to do. The other princess told them to flee but the creature was upon them before they could move. Already he took out two soldiers and forced his way through even more.

“PROTECT THE PRINCESS!” the soldiers roared, disobeying direct orders in favour of ensuring their princess’s safety. They fought back against the creature, hoping to subdue it, but it proved to be too strong for them.

The princess cried out to the creature many times over but her words fell on deaf ears. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t want her friend’s allies to be killed because of her mistake, but she also didn’t want the creature to be killed as well. He may not have been what she wanted, but she had to take responsibility for it and ensure and nurture its life rather than just dispose of it.

The other princess saw the hesitation in her friend and realized she had to make a call. She looked down and asked for forgiveness from her friend as she prepped her next move.

She raised her blade and dashed forward with all of her might. Her legendary sword, combined with the power of her bracelet, was enough to push the creature back quite a way. She turned to her soldiers and ordered an attack from the archers.

A flurry of arrows went flying high into the sky, using the sun as cover so the creature wouldn’t be able to see them. Within seconds, they came raining down and a bunch of them pierced the monster’s body. However, it was unfazed by this attack and let out a mighty roar.

The other princess quickly ordered the mages to assault it with fire. There weren’t many among the group, only 4, but the attacks seemed to be enough to damage to the monster. It fell down on one knee as the flames scorched its body and burned off its flesh.

“That’s it’s weakness!” The other princess exclaimed. She ordered the mages to prepare their most powerful fire attack and to shoot it on her order.

The other princess turned to the princess who watched, teary-eyed and shaking her head. She felt sympathy for her friend. She didn’t want to cause her such sorrow, knowing how hard she had been working to find a way to resurrect her retainer. She felt horrible for being the one to put him down, but he was a genuine threat, already taking the lives of a couple of her soldiers. It appeared he had no intention of stopping and thus, she was left with no choice.

She turned back to the monster who finally stood up and roar again, about to charge at them once again. The other princess closed her eyes and quickly made the call for the mages to shoot.

The princess had to make a snap decision and quick. She could’ve easily used her magic to attack the mages and knock their aim off course. However, that would only create an opening for the creature to attack and she felt guilty enough as it was for the lives it already took.

No, instead, she decided to pay back her debt. She commanded the horse to race forward, dashing as quick as they could. They stopped in front of the creature just as large balls of fire were just upon them. She spread out her arms, covering as much area as she could.

The creature’s eyes went wide, as it recognized the princess for the first time since it had been revived. She turned around and smiled at it, saying, “Thank you, for everything.”

And in that moment, the large fireballs consumed everything around it. The field, the princess, the horse, and the creature; all fell victim to the flames. They disintegrated until nothing but ashes remained.

The other princess cried out in denial, watching her friend burn before her eyes. She quickly raced over to the area, to see if there was anything that remained. But alas, there wasn’t. All that was left was just three piles of ashes on scorched dirt.

The other princess dropped down to her knees and began to cry over the loss, letting her tears drip into the ashes. She didn’t want to take the life of the princess, all she wanted to do was to protect her soldiers. She was normally against violence but he was left with no other choice unless she wished for more lives to be taken.

At least this way, the princess and her father were finally reunited in the afterlife.

***

“So~ What do you think of the story?” L’Arachel asked with delight, giggling as she beheld the confused look on Eirika’s face.

The princess of Renais merely blinked in response, being overwhelmed by the story that was presented before her. She was speechless, unsure what to say. However, she noticed the enthusiasm L'Arachel was showing and elected to say something rather than keep her friend waiting. “It's umm... a nice story. But all I wanted to know was what your costume was?”

“Obviously, I’m the Beautiful Scientist Princess of the story~” she replied, twirling around as she showed off her entire outfit. “But of course, in order to answer your question properly, I had to give a story worthy of this magnificent outfit!”

“Aye, and it was quite the fine story Lady L'Arachel!" Dozla exclaimed, smiling brightly at the princess. "And as you can tell too, Lady Eirika, I'm the monster from the story!"

"Yes! There was none more suiting to dress as the monster than you! I am ever so happy you accepted the costume!"

As the princess and her retainer laughed in delight, Rennac, who had been listening to most of the story, merely rolled his eyes in disbelief. "And why wasn't I a part of your story?"

“Duh. It’s because I had a totally cute outfit picked out for you to match with us! But you refused so of course, no story for you.” L’Arachel replied, turning away, huffing.

“There is _no way_ I’m being your assistant.”

“Hmm… fine. Have it your way.” L’Arachel pressed a finger to her chin as she began to think. “Hmm… I wonder if you’d look good in a bridal gown.”

Rennac froze up and nearly dropped his cup upon hearing L’Arachel’s thoughts. “What?!?!”

At that moment, distracting everyone from L’Arachel’s ideas, came the Prince of Renais with a small girl with wings literally attached to his side. They were dressed similarily, in a red and black outfit with a scarf around their neck. fluff around their wrist cuffs, and a headband upon their head that looked like the ears of a bat. The small girl was wearing a feminine version of the outfit that was like a dress, whereas the prince was wearing a more masculine version that included pants.

L’Arachel raised an eyebrow at the two of them, unable to identify what their costumes were. “And what would you two be dressed as this fine evening?”

“We’re monsters! Rawr!” Myrrh replied first, raising her hands up to look like claws and making a scary face.

Ephraim, on the other hand, lifted the stitching of his outfit to clearly show everyone they were attached and let out a defeated sigh. “And I’m Myrrh-ged with her too.”

**Author's Note:**

> L'Arachel's quite the story teller huh~  
Any plot holes or anything in the main story (like keeping her horse in the lab rather than the stable) are actually just L'Arachel's way of making things more dramatic ouo She's the type that loves extra flair after all~ //bricked
> 
> Also, the joke with Rennac was meant as a nod to the bride of Frankenstein~ In case anyone didn't pick that up :P


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